Da Bong fights more people

Li Miaozhen was speechless for a while, she didn't know what she thought of, she was startled, and she lost her voice: "Where is the body of King Zhenbei?!"

Xu Qi'an and Huai Qing looked at each other, not understanding why she was so excited: "What's wrong?"

King Zhenbei's body was torn apart, and the dead couldn't die anymore. In the Chuzhou case, no one cared what to do with a prince's body.

The saint of Tianzong stood up slowly, glanced at the two of them with extremely terrified eyes, and said:

"One qi transforms the three cleans, one person is three people, and three people are one person. As long as the three clones are not completely killed, then they will not die. What will die is only the blood accumulated over the years, and only one-third of them will die. Yuanshen."

Xu Qi'an and Huaiqing's expressions changed drastically.

Sangbo, the reconstructed Yongzhen Shanhe Temple.

Yuan Jing, who was wearing a black brocade robe embroidered with golden silk thread, stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of the sculpture of the founding emperor, squinting his eyes, looking at him.

He is over 50 years old, but with his ruddy complexion, black hair, and straight figure, he looks no more than 40 years old.

"Gaozu, you established the Dafeng Dynasty, condensed the luck of the Central Plains, and advanced to the first rank. At the peak, even the Witch God Sect can only pinch its nose and admit defeat."

"Wu Zong, you overthrew the rotten lineage, gained the recognition of Confucianism, ascended the throne and proclaimed yourself emperor, and promoted to the first rank. After the Confucianism flourished, even Buddhism could only return to the Western Regions."

"In the 600 years since the founding of Dafeng, apart from the two of you, there has been no warrior of the same rank. But no matter how powerful you were during your lifetime, and might overwhelm the world, after a hundred years, you will still have a handful of loess." Emperor Yuan Jing looked calm and said in a firm tone:

"And I will become the first immortal emperor of Dafeng, soon, soon"

The boundary of the capital, the Fulong Mountains.

Overlooked from a high altitude, the Fulong Mountains look like a giant sleeping dragon lying on the ground.

About 300 years ago, the emperors of that generation built mausoleums here. In the following 300 years, six emperors were buried in Fulong Mountains.

The first emperor was also buried here.

A group of four sneaked into the imperial mausoleum secretly, using Si Tianjian and Confucian magic, avoided the "defense line" of the vulgar warriors, passed through the surrounding buildings of the imperial mausoleum, entered the mountain, and stopped outside the tomb of the first emperor.

They came here for the final verification.

As the king of a country, feigning death is not that simple, and the civil and military officials, imperial physicians, and Si Tianjian of the Manchu Dynasty will all confirm it.Since the first emperor was sent into the coffin, at least he was indeed dead at that time.

What is going on, we have to go to the tomb to find out.

Outside the mausoleum, Xu Qi'an tore off a page of Confucian spells, and said to the three beauties, "Hold me."

Zhong Li obediently hugged him from behind, Huai Qing and Li Miaozhen gave him a sideways look, and put their hands on his shoulders.

Is Senior Sister Zhong the most obedient? Huaiqing and Miaozhen have too strong personalities. Xu Qian murmured in his heart, without pausing, he burned the paper with Qi machine and recited:

"We are not outside the mausoleum, but inside the gate of the mausoleum."

The paper was completely burned, and the faint light engulfed the four people before disappearing.

Zhong Li sacrificed a magic weapon made of night pearls, allowing it to emit a clear and clear glow, illuminating the dark interior of the mausoleum.

Li Miaozhen looked back, and found that the four of them had just passed through the gate of the tomb, and did not go deep into the tomb. She couldn't help frowning and said, "Why didn't you just say that they are in the main tomb?"

Is it too wasteful to use Confucian magic to only enter one door?

Although it is impossible for them to open the gate openly, and it is even more impossible for them to spend time digging the robbery hole, Xu Qi'an can be directly teleported to the main tomb.

Xu Qi'an complained: "You don't love me at all."

Li Miaozhen: "???"

She quickly realized that Confucian spells are subject to backlash, and the backlash effect of the spell will be very light just by passing through one door.

If it is directly transmitted to the main tomb, passing through various organs in the middle, the difficulty on the way will be returned to the caster through backlash.

Zhong Li took the lead in the charge, and said: "The Mausoleum of the First Emperor has twelve large organs, 72 small organs, and nine formations, which she introduced so well. Follow me and don't wander around."

The emperor's mausoleum is the planner and the supervisor is Si Tianjian, and Zhong Li is a disciple of Jianzheng, who is qualified to view the supervisory drawings of the late emperor's mausoleum.

"It will be more dangerous for us to follow her"

Li Miaozhen questioned in a low voice.

Xu Qi'an waved his hand: "It's okay, just follow her, there will be no accidents."

He put the jade pendant gifted by Jianzheng into the fragments of the book on the ground, and now Xu Qi'an, the son of the plane buff is fully activated, which is enough to offset the bad luck brought by the prophet.

There was no danger along the way, under the leadership of Zhong Li, they successfully avoided the mechanism and cracked the formation, and the four finally arrived at the main tomb.

The gate of the main tomb was two tall stone gates, which were tightly closed. Xu Qi'an stopped, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"What's wrong?" Li Miaozhen looked back at him.

It's nothing, it's just that Xu Qi'an seems to be suffering from ancient tomb stress disorder, and Xu Qi'an used the way of complaining to relieve his inner emotions. It is impossible for the former emperor's body to return to the ancient tomb.

I hope I don't have the bad luck halo of opening a coffin and raising a corpse

He took a deep breath, pressed the stone door with both palms, puffed up his muscles, and pushed the stone door open with all his strength.

The martial artist's crisis instinct has no warning!Xu Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief, and entered the main tomb first.

Zhong Li held the luminous pearl in the palm of his hand, and the clear and clear light illuminated the main tomb, as well as the pillars, clay figurines, utensils and other funerary objects.

Xu Qi'an looked at the center of the main tomb, where a huge coffin made of sandalwood and surrounded by white jade was placed on the base of pitch-black jade.

Putting both palms on the coffin, waiting for a moment, and confirming that there was no warning from the powerful intuition, Xu Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly pushed the coffin open.

Inside the coffin is a sandalwood coffin of normal size.

Opening the lid of the coffin, as Zhong Li approached, the scene inside the coffin came into Xu Qi'an's eyes. Inside the coffin covered with yellow silk lay a dead bone.

Li Miaozhen walked to the side of the coffin, examined the dead bones, and recalled the information about the late emperor collected before departure, and said, "The height is similar."

He glanced at the pubic bone again, and said, "A man."

Well, there are bones in the coffin, which means that the first emperor really entered the coffin, instead of feigning death?Li Miaozhen frowned.

The scene in front of them was different from what they had expected. According to their speculation, the first emperor was buried in fake death, and then quietly lifted the coffin.

"Give me the night pearl."

Huaiqing stretched out her hand and took the lighting instrument from Zhong Li's palm. She did not shy away from the poisonous smell in the coffin, leaned slightly, and carefully examined the late emperor's bones. After a long time, she revealed a sudden look:

"He is not the first emperor."

Xu Qi'an touched his chin: "What is your basis?"